even as the rest of the world's attention was focused on new york city, they were intent on their own urgent needs, their desires, their fears, their deadly love triangle. so they probably didn't appreciate the passing wonders, the astonishing cliffs, the waterfalls, the giant sa kwoi areas, any more than the one in the back seat through fading eyes saw anything at all. here is one of them. his name was larry mcnabney, a tall handsome man, a well-known and respected attorney from nevada, a personal injury specialist, made buckets of money, loved the big life, loved being in control. >> there was never a hair out of place. there wasn't dust on his desk. his pen was always in the same spot. >> larry's daughter tavia was crazy about him. in all of his type-a personality, his joy of life, his courtroom presence. >> i loved to go to the courtroom and watch my dad. it was mesmerizing to me. >> in command of the place. >> completely confident, not an ounce of shyness. he commanded the courtroom. >> i've been a trial lawyer for over 20 years. >> a good attorney and, perhaps as important, very